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Date: Thu, 5 Apr 2001 03:30:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: matthew.lenhart@enron.com
To: debbielatham@realtor.com
Subject: FW: READ THE STORY FIRST then open the picture
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shirley.s.elliott@citicorp.com on 04/05/2001 08:49:47 AM
To: Chad.Landry@enron.com, cpc25@email.msn.com, Kenk@kw.com, 
Matt@TriangleTechnology.com, Matthew.Lenhart@enron.com, 
mwilkerson@ajilon.com, sanders@lawbrennan.com
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Subject: FW: READ THE STORY FIRST then open the picture


If you send this to girls, they'll really like you.  Matt, don't send it to
Andrea b/c I already sent it to her.

S.

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Subject: FW: READ THE STORY FIRST then open the picture


> > Subject: READ THE STORY FIRST then open the picture
> >
> >They were alone in the house. It was a cold, dark, stormy night.
> > The storm had come up quickly and each time the thunder boomed he
> > watched her jump. She looked across the room and admired his strong
> > appearance. She wished he would take her in his arms, comfort her,
> > protect her from the storm, she wanted that....
> >
> > Then the power went out. She screamed. He raced to the sofa where she
> > was cowering. He did not hesitate to pull her into his arms. He knew
> > this
> > was a forbidden union and expected her to pull back. He was surprised
> > when
> > she didn't resist but, instead clung to him. The storm raged on, as
> > did their growing passion....
> >
> > There came a moment when each knew they had to be together.
> > They knew
> > it was wrong ... their families would not understand ... but ... so
> > consumed
> > in their passion, they didn't hear the door open ... the click of the
> > light switch ... the power was back on, and ...
> >
> > Now, Open The Picture ...
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > <?/fontfamily>
> > <?fontfamily><?param Arial><?/fontfamily>  <<caught.jpg>> 
 
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